Chapter 29
Theodore Knight
M y arm is curled around Jazmine's waist as I feel her turn to face me. I push down the smirk that wants to rise on my mouth. Jaz's gaze travels my body, finishing on my face.
She shuffles closer to me, tucking into my side. Fuck, it feels good. Jaz is the first girl I have let stay after sex. When you have casual sex, overnight stays cloud the labels you have and eventually, someone gets attached.
But, Jazmine. I would love if she never left my bed again. I haven't had a girlfriend since high school, so I've forgotten the small things that make your heart melt.
“Do you like watching people sleep, Princess?” I mumble.
Jaz doesn't care that she is blatantly eye fucking me. She licks her lips and I have to force a groan back down my throat.
“When the person is naked next to me and extremely good looking, then yes, I do like watching people sleep.”
I laugh. "I'll take it as a compliment,"
I tug Jazmine closer, planting her on top of me. Fear washes over me as I see her flinch when my dick touches her cunt. Fuck. I wasn't too rough, was I?
“Are you okay? I didn’t hurt you, did I?”
Jaz shakes her head, moving closer to my chest so she can wrap her hands around my neck.
“I’m fine, just a little sore. Don’t let it go to your head but I’m not used to sleeping with someone of your size.”
My lips curve into a cocky smirk. “Too late, I feel my ego expanding already.”
Jaz laughs as I continue. “But, you know what they say? Practice makes perfect,”
I slide back to lean against the headboard. Jazmine's hard nipples brush my chest as I trail kisses down her neck. Whimpers escape her throat when I suck and nip at her skin. Possessiveness rolls though me at the thought of Jaz walking around campus with my marks on her.
“Mmm. Not to say this isn’t a great way to start the day,”
I groan into her neck. "Don't say it,"
“But we have class today. Plus, we have to finalise our thesis paper within the next couple days,”
Right. After my mess up at training, Jazmine's panic attack, our date, I have forgotten about the research project.
Our last game of the regular season is this weekend and my dad promised to be attending. The thought has nausea flooding my body.
I trace my fingertips over Jaz's waist in an attempt to distract myself. She moves away from me, putting space between us.
“You seem distracted, is everything okay?”
A small smile pulls at my lips. It's forced, but the last thing I need is Jaz worrying about me.
“Yeah, my dad is coming to the game on Sunday so, I’m slightly nervous.”
I haven't told Jazmine about my overbearing father or my mother's death. After her panic attack, she needs to focus on her mental health. I have kept my struggles inside for years, I can do it for longer if I need to.
I watch as Jaz's face shifts and I immediately sense her anxiety. "Hey, it'll be fine. I don't want you to worry,"
“I’m your girlfriend, it’s my job to worry about you,”
The word rolls of her tongue without hesitation and I fucking love it.
My girlfriend.
“Say it again,”
A laugh escapes Jazmine. “What? That I’m your girlfriend,”
I haul her back to me, closing the gap between us. I nip at her neck again. "Love…hearing…that," my words are mumbled between kisses.
Jaz groans before putting distance between us. “Enough of that. We won’t ever leave,”
I try to protest but she drags me to the bathroom. A pout forms on my face as if I was a puppy wanting her attention.
"Let's make a deal," she says.
I raise my eyebrows, a smirk falling on my face. "I'm listening,"
“I will let you do anything you want to me in the shower—”
“Deal,”
Laughter flows from Jazmine. “You haven’t heard the condition,”
It wouldn't matter what the condition is, there is nothing I want more than to fuck Jazmine against the wall of my shower.
I nod for her to continue, pushing my dirty thoughts to the side for now.
"You aren’t allowed to distract me in class and we have to finish our research project by Thursday.”
"Deal," I lick my lips, while taking in Jaz's figure. My old, oversized shirt is the only thing she is wearing. "Now, strip."
** *
Jazmine and I come back to my house after classes. I offered to go back to her apartment tonight, but Jaz says she loves my double bed. Who am I to argue with that logic?
"What are we doing tonight?" I ask.
"Not sure. What about a movie—" A ringtone interrupts Jaz's reply. “It’s my mum, I better take this. But I wouldn’t mind if you ordered us some Chinese food,”
I smile. As I thought she would, Jazmine Allen has me wrapped around her finger.
"You got it, Princess."
Ordering the food doesn't take long as the number is seared into my brain because of how many times I order takeout.
Jazmine is off the phone as I enter the lounge room. “Everything okay with your mum?”
“Yeah, I’ve been so busy and haven’t had the chance to catch up.”
The two of us take up one of the couches as we wait for food to arrive. Jazmine makes me pick the movie because, according to her, she is too indecisive.
I pick 10 Things I Hate About You. It has been my favourite rom-com since my mum forced me to watch it with her. I tried to argue like a typical teenage boy would but eventually I caved.
The Chinese food is delivered and it doesn't last long. Both of us were extremely hungry after a full day of classes.
I wrap my arm around the back of Jazmine, pulling her closer to me. She was right when she deduced physical touch is my love language. Minutes fade into hours until the film ends. Fatigue washes over my body as I lead Jaz to my room.
We change into pyjamas before climbing into bed. Jaz has been uncharacteristically quiet, which worries me, however, a fade into a deep sleep as I whisper good night to her.
***
I squint my eyes, trying to take in the room. I roll over to find Jazmine sitting up with her laptop on her lap. What is she doing?
"Princess, are you okay?"
Jazmine jolts, slamming the laptop shut. "You scared the shit out of me,"
I flick the lamp on beside me before sitting up to match Jazmine's position. I tilt my head to the side, letting my gaze fall on her eyes.
Particularly, the bags beneath them. Jazmine's head flicks away from mine as she tries to hide. Reaching out, I grab her chin between my fingers.
"Don't hide from me, Princess. What's going on?"
"It's nothing, Theo."
I shake my head. I'm not accepting that answer. "Try again,"
Jaz fiddles with her fingers, as she prepares a response. "This is how most nights are for me. I either sleep for an hour then wake up or I can't fall asleep."
Fuck. I didn 't realise her insomnia was this extreme. "What can I do to help?"
Jazmine's face drops, a small smile forming on her face. "I don't know. I still haven't really figured out a way to make my body tired."
"Want me to eat you out?"
Jaz coughs. "What the fuck?"
I smile, raising my eyebrows. "Orgasms are a good way to tire the body and stop you from thinking,"
She rolls her eyes. "No, thanks. I'm not in the mood for that,"
I nod, accepting her answer. "Okay, what about a massage? It should loosen your muscles and release any tension,"
"You don't have to do that. I don't want you to miss out on sleep because of me,"
"No. You're not going to push me away," I say. "Let me do this for you. Please?"
Jazmine's chest rises and falls. "Fine," She rolls onto her back, but turns around quickly. "No funny business, either."
I smile. "It's just a massage, Princess. You said no so, I will respect that. It's human decency."
I spend the next hour removing all the knots from Jaz's shoulders. I wish I had offered to do this weeks ago, it's no wonder she can't sleep.
My fingers skim over her shoulder blades, before I push my thumbs into her spine. I do this until I reach Jaz's lower back.
"How do you feel, Princess? "
She mumbles something incoherent, so I pull her shirt back down and I take my place in bed. Jaz has a soft smile lingering on her mouth as I run my hand down her back one last time.
Once I'm under the covers, I carefully drag Jazmine closer to me. She turns around, becoming the little spoon. I drop a kiss onto her neck, watching as her eyes flutter shut.
I remain still and alert, waiting for any signs Jaz isn't asleep. The minutes pass and she is still resting with no indication she will wake.
Our bodies fit together, as if we were made for each other. The realisation stays with me, putting a smile on my face.
I want to keep Jazmine Allen forever.
I just hope she'll let me.